Lately,
I've been really angry with you.
Whenever I picture you,
I imagine myself yelling at you;
Tears in my eyes, pushing you back
Kind of yelling.
How could you?
How dare you!
Don't you see how you hurt me?
Couldn't you imagine what this would do to me?
Don't you realize what kind of future you ruined?
You left questions unanswered.
You dismissed all deep conversations we had left.
You thought I could handle it...
But I cant, okay?
I can't.
But you made your choice.
Now you can't reverse it.
So, how could you?
How.

Why does it feel
Like im wasting my time
Like my life is fading
To the back of the line
When nothing is wrong
But nothing feels right
Do I go back to sleep?
Or do I drown in the night?

I've made a fool of myself
When I said I don't need anyone's help
I can't survive with my eyes on the time
But my own life never felt like mine

When will my dreams feel real
Again
Like they're not just stuck in my
Head
And my body will move like im
Young
And I'll break free from
Everyone

Dad,
Piano music always reminds me of you.
I picture you playing
On a cloud so white
The very air twinkles
With the sound of your
Perfect tune.
It fills my heart
With a love so heavy
My whole body becomes light.

What I wish I could say,
What I wish I could do,
If I saw you on that very Cloud
Playing only for me
Can't be predicted.
Even in my imagination.

If I could run to you,
Wrap my arms around you,
Listen to your love song,
And sit beside you
As you played,
That moment would be
My clarity.
My heart finally at peace.

I would never want you to stop.
I wouldn't say a word.
If you just kept playing on that heavenly cloud.

Because I wish I listened more.
I wish
I could hear you play again.
Not just in my mind,
Not just in my dreams.
But on our own little cloud
Just you and me.

I love you, my piano man.

What a tragedy it is
To grow up believing
That everything gets better
When you become an adult

And when that time comes,
You see your parents
Without their masks--

Struggle,
Pain,
Disappointment.
Painted on their face
All along.

Then they welcome you,

To the rest of your life.

It's fascinating
That I keep coming back here.
When my heart breaks
And the darkness seeps in,
When there seems to be
No one to talk to
I come here
And I talk to myself.
I let strangers read the words
That no one can hear.
Even when they spill out of my mouth.
I come back to connect
With my true nature
And to those,
I dont even know their names.
So...I think I'll always be here.
So I can always be free.